Janie Jones

He’s in love with rock’n’roll
He’s in love with gettin' stoned
He’s in love with janie jones
But he don’t like his boring job
An' he knows what he’s got to do
So he knows he’s gonna have fun with you
You lucky lady
An' he knows when the evening comes
When his job is done
He’ll be over in his car for you
An' in the in-tray lots of work
But the boss at the firm
Always thinks he shirks
But he’s just like everyone
He’s got a ford cortina
That just won’t run without fuel
Fill her up, jacko
An' the invoice it don’t quite fit
There’s no payola in his alphabetical file
This time he’s gonna really tell the boss
Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels
It’s pretty bad
Let them know — how you feel